Chapter 51 No Survivors

Xiao Mei was stunned for a moment: "I just thought Dr. Fang Xin was so beautiful, even without makeup she is so beautiful."

Fang Xin smiled slightly when she heard this: "Really?"

"Yes, Dr. Fang Xin's wedding shocked the entire City A. I was..." Xiaomei's voice became weaker and weaker.

Fang Xin said in a cold voice, "I'm tired. You can leave now. Also, please don't enter my room without permission again."

"Okay, Dr. Fang Xin."

Xiaomei quickly bent down to apologize.

But Yili saw through Xiaomei's duplicity.

Although he agreed verbally, he would still sneak into Fang Xin's room.

After Xiaomei left again, Fang Xin touched his head.

"I've had enough of this kind of life." Fang Xin sat on the sofa, muttering to herself, "But I won't let these guys get what they want. My Xiaoxue, Mommy misses you so much."

Yi Li was held in Fang Xin's arms, and she felt her hair wet by the warm liquid.

The scene before my eyes turned dark again.

Crash.

The fishy sea breeze rustled her hair.

What came into view was a bright red sea.

Many mutant fish species linger around the cruise ship, always waiting for hunting opportunities.

Outside the railings on the plywood are dense electric grids, with occasional crackling flashes of electricity to show their presence.

Yili found that he was actually held in Tru's hand!

"Is this the doll Fang Xin has been reluctant to let go of?"

"Yes, Captain."

Tru became the captain of the cruise ship.

He was wearing a white captain's uniform. He picked up the scissors handed to him and cut the cloth on the doll's belly.

The captain reached in and dug around for a long time, but there was nothing left but a sponge.

Snap!

The cut doll was thrown on the ground.

Yili, who had no sense of pain, fell to the ground in tatters.

The cotton in her stomach floated in front of her eyes.

There was pitch black darkness all around.

Apart from a few dim oil lamps held by the people around Tru, there were no other lighting objects.

"How is Fang Xin now?"

"She's still dealing with the lab's funding issues, and now those people are pestering her and making it hard for her to get away."

"That's good. Go find it for me again. You must find it for me."

"Yes, Captain."

"Then this rabbit doll."

"It's just a useless thing, don't worry about it. When Fang Xin asks about it, just say that the VIP's child was naughty and broke it. Fang Xin is short of money right now and doesn't dare to quarrel with her financial sponsors."

"Yes, Captain Tru."

The footsteps of several people were getting farther and farther away, leaving behind only a little rabbit doll with a broken belly and cotton scattered all over the ground.

After they disappeared, Yili fumbled to stand up.

She felt around for the cotton, picked it up crookedly, and stuffed it into her stomach.

She felt that what she had originally put into her body was gone.

It should be Fang Xin who took it out and moved it to another place.

Just as she was about to explore the place carefully, a dazzling light appeared and she immediately fell to the ground, and the cotton she had just stuffed in fell out again.

"Why is there a doll here?"

A rough hand picked up the tattered doll Yili.

"Who broke you? It must hurt. It's okay. I will fix you."

He is an old man wearing Tai Chi clothes.

His gray hair was tinged with vicissitudes of life. He picked up the cotton on the ground, dusted it off, and stuffed it into Yili's stomach: "Such a beautiful doll, how can you ruin it like this? Repair it and give it to my granddaughter. She will definitely be happy."

Yili was taken back to his room by an old man.

The old man lives in the luxurious presidential suite on the 23rd floor.

There were several waiters waiting inside, as well as an acquaintance named Xiao Wen.

"Mr. Sun, where have you been? Mr. Tru was very worried when he heard that you were missing." Xiao Wen's words were mixed with a hint of displeasure.

Upon hearing this, Old Master Sun laughed and said, "I just went out to practice Tai Chi on the splint and picked up a doll. I don't know who ruined such a beautiful doll like this. What a pity."

Xiao Wen saw that Mr. Sun paused with the doll in his hand, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he stepped forward and said, "Why don't you give the doll to me and I will sew it for you, old man?"

"unnecessary."

Old Master Sun waved his hand and refused: "Okay, I have nothing to do. I can sew it myself. It will be just right to kill time. Go get me some needles, thread and scissors for sewing dolls."

Xiao Wen had no choice but to turn around and get these things for the old man.

After Xiao Wen left, Mr. Sun also sent the other waiters out.

In the huge room, only Grandpa Sun and her tattered doll were left.

Old Man Sun dragged a suitcase from his bedside and took out a box of needles and thread. He skillfully threaded the needle while chatting with Yili, the doll. "Tell me about them. They seem to have nothing to do all day long. They just stare at me. I've only been out for ten minutes or so and they're looking for me everywhere, afraid I'd run away. Alas, I also know they're concerned about my age and are afraid something might happen to me."

Grandpa Sun finished sewing, then picked up Yili and sewed her belly. "Tru is the same. Ever since the cruise ship was built, he brought me here. Not only can I not practice Tai Chi with my old friends, but he also took away my phone. If I don't find something to do every day, I'm afraid my old bones will become sick."

Who is this old man?

What's your relationship with Tohru?

Father and son?

However, Yili's question was quickly answered by Mr. Sun's mumbling.

"I used to be a fisherman. My wife died early, and I had no intention of remarrying. I just lived one day at a time. Later, I found Tru, and life finally had hope.

Tru also worked hard and studied diligently. He always ranked first in his class and received a school scholarship. Later, he went abroad to study for a doctorate, which allowed me, an old man, to live a good life.

It's a pity that he has changed a lot now. He doesn't like to talk much and he looks a lot more gloomy. Oh, if possible, I really hope he can be an ordinary person, healthy and happy. "

Yili, please pay attention. There is a figure standing at the corner of the door. It is Tru that Grandpa Sun mentioned.

He just stood there, watching Grandpa Sun sew the doll while he said, "After I picked up Tru, I decided to educate him to be successful. I didn't want him to be like me, a fisherman who goes out to sea every day to fish and makes a living..."

Old Master Sun kept muttering to himself, and it was unclear whether he was talking to her, the baby, or to Tru who was hiding there.

(End of this chapter)